Month: July 2015

Loves comes in all shapes and forms, and sometimes it can be hard to distinguish which one you’re given.I run from my pain—that’s just what I do. It’s how I’ve managed to keep a handle on the shame and remorse at what I did the day my life changed. Has it changed me for the good, or for the worse—I can never be sure? Some days it’s one and most it’s the other.

Now, each day is getting darker, ever since I met the woman who has the power to ease my ache and got a taste for what could be.

Selfish? Maybe. Foolish? Definitely. But nothing can stop me until I prove to her she needs me just as much as it kills me to wake up one more day without her.

I’ll do whatever it takes—even if I risk my life and my health fighting her psychotic and possessive old man to get her in my bed.

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Her brow twitches. “I can’t do this. I’m sorry.” She steps away, heading for the door.

Lunging from the chair, I catch her shoulder and spin her to face me. “Can’t do what? Why are you running?”

“Because being around you makes me feel things, and I know it’s wrong to.”

“Ramona, you need to tell me,” I plead, heart beating erratically. “What kind of ‘things’ are you feeling?” I need to know if they’re the same.

“Like you could be something incredible for me. But . . . ”

God, she’s killing me. “But?”

“It’s not the right time.” She smiles softly.

A beat passes with us staring at one another. I don’t want the moment to end. I don’t want her to walk away. “Do you love him?” My tongue is thick in my mouth.

She shakes her head, smiling, yet her eyes are sad . . . so damn sad. “Not like you think—that’s the problem.”

About the Author

Max is the author of the suspense filled, and highly emotive Butcher Boys series. She writes uniquely dark romance, featuring damaged alphas and the women who help them achieve balance in their lives.

Originally born and bred in Canterbury, New Zealand, Max now resides with her family in beautiful and sunny Queensland, Australia. Life with two young children can be hectic at times, and although she may not write as often as she would like, Max wouldn’t change a thing.

In her down time, Max can be found at her local gym, brain-storming through a session with the weights. Or, she may be out bumping, and jostling her way along a dirt track with the family in hubby’s 4WD.

Finding Olivia: How far would you go to find yourself? That’s the question that’s been haunting Olivia Owens for years.

Chasing Olivia: How far would you go to reignite the spark you once had? Two years later, Trace and Olivia are as much in love as they’ve always been. But the spark they once had for life is waning and Trace is determined that they find it again. His solution? A road trip. But he doesn’t tell Olivia the real reason they’re heading north.Tempting Rowan: I’m drowning in the numbness. It’s pulling me under and I can’t see the surface. It’s easier to pretend I can’t feel. And the longer you pretend, the easier it is to believe. But he wants to save me. Only he can’t. I have to save myself…and I don’t know if I want to.

Saving Tatum: Even tough girls need saving. Jude Brooks is bad news. He’s the kind of guy that leaves behind a string of broken hearts and Tatum O’Connor is not about to be one of those girls, despite all of Jude’s advances. They have a past, and Tatum’s determined to make sure they don’t have a future.

Calling this a flat tire didn’t do it justice. This was
complete and utter carnage.

I looked behind me, at the trail of tire pieces leading
straight to my car, like a path of breadcrumbs.

It was starting to get dark and this wasn’t exactly the
safest road.

I was also a twenty-year-old girl, ripe for the picking.

I kicked the side of my car. “I don’t have time for this!”

I stalked around the back, to the trunk, lifting it and
looking for the necessary tools to change a tire.

Which was pointless because, unfortunately, I didn’t know
the first thing about changing a tire. My father had made sure that I only knew
how to do a woman’s work.

I slammed the trunk closed and stalked back to the driver’s
side, pulling at the ends of my hair. I glared at the offending nail, that had
to be four inches long, sticking out of the tire. How many nails did people
drive over a day and I was the one to get a flat freakin’ tire?

Not cool.

Not at all.

I opened the door and reached for my phone to call my
roommate to come pick me up.

The sky was darkening and I didn’t want to be stranded here.

I wrapped my lightweight jacket tighter around my body, as
the wind gusted around me, blowing leaves off of the nearby trees. I watched
the red, yellow, and orange leaves fall down and scatter over my car. One,
unfortunately, got caught in my hair. I reached up and pulled it out before
letting it drift to the ground.

Gravel crunched behind me. I turned quickly, to see a guy
getting out of a black car that looked like something old, but classic.

I hadn’t even heard him pullover.

I backed a step away, thinking he might be a murderer, or a
rapist.

But when I got a look at his face I was stunned.

He was tall, with a lean body, but muscular. He had short,
dark brown, almost black, hair and the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Five o’
clock shadow covered his cheeks and chin. My eyes trailed down, over the white
t-shirt glued to his chest, and stopped there. I could see black ink underneath
the white shirt and licked my lips. The fact that he had tattoos only made him
hotter. To protect against the cold, he was wearing a long-sleeved plaid shirt.

“Uh—can I help you?” He asked, smiling pleasantly at me, and
putting my earlier fears about him being a murderer or rapist completely to
rest.

Help? With what? I needed help?

“Huh?”

He grinned crookedly, tilting his head. “With your tire. Do
you need some help?”

He had the deepest, huskiest, voice I had ever heard. I
shivered at the sound. I was pretty sure I’d be happy for him to help me with a
lot of things, and none of them included my tire.

“Help would be great,” I blushed, ducking my head.

He chuckled. “You do have a spare, right?”

“Yeah, it’s in the trunk,” I pointed, like he didn’t know
where the trunk was.

He grabbed the spare, and all the necessary tools and sat
down, next to the ruined tire.

“I—uh—would’ve changed it myself, but—uh—my dad never taught
me,” I ran my fingers nervously through my wavy brown hair. “He said something
about it not being appropriate for a girl to do and if I ever got a flat tire,
I better hope Prince Charming came along. My dad’s very—uh—old fashioned,” I
stammered.

He looked up at me. “Does that make me Prince Charming?” He
grinned.

“Oh—uhm—Prince Charming is fictional, so I guess not, and
he-uh-usually rides a white horse or something… I think.”

Somebody, stamp AWKWARD across my forehead already.

The guy threw his head back and laughed. “I guess a shiny
black ’69 Camaro doesn’t count as a white horse. You watch a lot of Disney
movies or something?”

“No,” I blushed tomato red. “At least not anymore.”

“You’re funny,” he squinted up at me, shielding his eyes
from the orange glow of the setting sun.

“I hope that’s a good thing,” I muttered. Unfortunately, I
wasn’t trying to be funny.

“It’s a very good thing-” He paused, waiting for my name.

“Oh—uh—Olivia. Olivia Owens.”

“I’m Trace,” he reached a hand up to me and I took it. It
was warm and calloused, swallowing mine whole. “Trace Wentworth,” he grinned
when my hand jerked at his touch.

About the Author

MicaleaSmeltzer is a bestselling Young and New Adult author from Winchester, Virginia. She’s always working on her next book, and when she has spare time she loves to read and spend time with her family.

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The Epic Finale in Jennifer L. Armentrout’s

Dark Elements Series…Who Will She Choose?

Every choice has consequences—but seventeen-year-old Layla faces tougher choices than most. Light or darkness. Wickedly sexy demon prince Roth, or Zayne, the gorgeous, protective Warden she never thought could be hers. Hardest of all, Layla has to decide which side of herself to trust.

Don’t miss the conclusion to this stunning Young Adult Paranormal series filled with danger and romance published by HarlequinTEEN.

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“Oh my God!” This time my hand connected with his arm. “You’re going to be in so much trouble, Roth! So much trouble.”

He shrugged a shoulder. “Defended myself.”

“Defended myself.” I mimicked him, bopping my head back and forth. “You can’t just go around killing Alphas, Roth!”

“You killed those angels?” Stacey asked, so I guessed she did remember them.

He sent her an innocent grin. “Well, I didn’t, but…”

“Roth!” I shouted, backing away before I started choking the ever-loving life out of him. “This is not a joke. You—”

He was damn fast when he wanted to be. One second he was several feet away from me and the next he was there, clasping the sides of my face. He lowered his head so he was eye level with me. “There are rules, Shortie.”

“But—”

“Rules that even the Alphas have to abide by. They cannot attack me without physical provocation. If they do, they tick the Boss off, and then the Boss retaliates in a way that makes what the Lilin could do look like child’s play. I’m not just some random demon. I’m the Crown Prince. They took a swing at me, and I defended myself. End of story.”

But he had provoked them—maybe not physically, but he wasn’t an innocent bystander in this. As the shock ebbed, there was a different kind of bitter pill to swallow. What if Roth had gotten his rules wrong? What if more Alphas were even now on the way to avenge their brethren?

“I’m going to be okay.” His eyes held mine as he stepped closer, lining his booted feet up with mine. “Nothing is going to happen to me. I promise.”

“You can’t make that promise,” I whispered, searching his gaze intently. “None of us can.”

His hands slid back and he curled his fingers in my loose hair. “I can.”

Those two words were like throwing down a gauntlet to the whole universe. I lowered my gaze as he dragged my hair back, tucking both sides behind my ears. It was then, as he slowly withdrew his hands, that I remembered we were not alone.

I jerked back and my gaze collided with Zayne’s. For a moment, I let myself really see Zayne. I hadn’t almost killed him. I had almost done something much, much worse than that. When a Warden lost their soul, they turned into a horrific creature. I knew that for a fact, because I’d seen what had happened to a Warden after their soul had been taken from them. I’d almost done that to Zayne, and he was still here, standing by my side.

A hole opened up in my chest as I saw the keen wariness in his stare. My stomach twisted something awful and I opened my mouth, but I didn’t know what to say. My heart and head were suddenly tearing in two very different directions. Fortunately, I didn’t get the chance to say anything.

“I leave you alone for a few hours, and you let Thumper fry and eat an Alpha.”

Yelping, I spun around as Stacey screamed. Cayman stood in the center of the destroyed living room. He’d come out of nowhere. Poof. There. He wore dark trousers and a white dress shirt he appeared to have gotten bored with when it came to buttoning it up, and his blond hair was loose around his angular face. When it came to the demon pecking order, Roth had once explained that as an Infernal Ruler, Cayman was middle management. He was kind of like the demon-of-all-trades, and I had a feeling he was more than just a…um, coworker of Roth’s. Whether Roth claimed it or not, they were friends.

“That was quick,” Roth commented, folding his arms across his chest.

Cayman shrugged. “It’s a sign of the times, man. It’ll probably be on some Alpha’s Facebook wall within the hour.”

Alphas had Facebook accounts?

EVERY LAST BREATH Synopsis:

Some loves will last ‘til your dying breath

Every choice has consequences—but seventeen-year-old Layla faces tougher choices than most. Light or darkness. Wickedly sexy demon prince Roth, or Zayne, the gorgeous, protective Warden she never thought could be hers. Hardest of all, Layla has to decide which side of herself to trust.

Layla has a new problem, too. A Lilin—the deadliest of demons—has been unleashed, wreaking havoc on those around her…including her best friend. To keep Sam from a fate much, much worse than death, Layla must strike a deal with the enemy while saving her city—and her race—from destruction.

Torn between two worlds and two different boys, Layla has no certainties, least of all survival, especially when an old bargain comes back to haunt them all. But sometimes, when secrets are everywhere and the truth seems unknowable, you have to listen to your heart, pick a side—and then fight like hell…

WHITE HOT KISS

STONE COLD TOUCH

# 1 New York Times and # 1 International Bestselling author Jennifer lives in Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t true. When she’s not hard at work writing, she spends her time reading, watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.

Her dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math. Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned for TV. Her young adult romantic suspense novel DON’T LOOK BACK was a 2014 nominated Best in Young Adult Fiction by YALSA.

She also writes Adult and New Adult contemporary and paranormal romance under the name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.

I love the author’s use of a glossary at the beginning of the book. The fact that she took the care to highlight terms that most people would not know the meaning of shows her dedication mixed with the fact that she did this in book #4 was even better. When I read the description of this book I did not realize it was the 4th book in a series. Once I realized that, I thought I would have a hard time following the story line. I was wrong! I love the way the author flips the chapters and the POV from chapter to chapter. It helps you get a better understanding of how each person thinks and feels. I found myself in complete understanding with them and was so immersed in the story it was almost as if I was right there with them the entire time.

Holy mother of drool!!! I want a Wrath of my own…. This big, strong, tattooed Sergeant At Arms will visit me in my dreams quite frequently. As most Outlaw Bikers go he is scary and intimidating, he and his “brothers” are all about the girls, the party and taking care of business, whatever the business might be.

Trinity is not the type of girl you think you would find slinging beers at the local biker bar. She looks sweet and fragile. She is far from it and she is about to give Wrath who she has affectionately named Wrecking Ball a run for his money.

Kelly, best known for The Acceptance Series (#TeamMichael) has once again written a story that will make you fall in love. Chasing Cassidy is a story of first love, true love, fighting for love, and happily ever after love. But all that love comes with some dark secrets and for Cassidy Pope hurting the people you love is the only way to make it all happen. Fortunately for Cassidy, Zack Stafford isn’t going to let Cassidy run away from all of this. It may take some creative ways to remind Cassidy why they fell in love and what being lovable truly feels like, but she means that much to him. She hasn’t known that growing up and had some reminders that maybe she wasn’t good enough to be anybodies love.

This is a story that will touch your heart and soul. It will make you want to slap people, cheer for others, and then cry and be happy at the end! I loved this book and it is just another example of the brilliance of D. Kelly and her ability to bring a story to life and make you apart of it. If the hint at the end is anything, I think we are in for another wild book from this amazing author that is sure to take us places and make us go hmmm…. Thank you D. Kelly for letting us fall in love with Zack and Cassidy as much as you did.

When Zachary Stafford first set eyes on Cassidy Pope she was being beaten by her father. After witnessing the traumatic event, he made it his mission to befriend her. As the years pass, their relationship evolves and Cassidy not only gives Zack her friendship but her love, as well.Cassidy spent her childhood being verbally and physically abused. The best part of her life is her friendship with the Stafford twins, Zack and Rylee. Although she tries to put on a brave front, the years of abuse have turned Cassidy into a woman filled with insecurities who doesn’t believe she deserves love. Especially not the kind of love Zack has given her for the last twelve years.

On their wedding day, Cassidy’s insecurities get the best of her and she does the one thing she knows how to do well…she runs. Zack is devastated and when he discovers why Cassidy ran, his devastation becomes fury. Long ago, Zack made Cassidy a promise he fully intends to keep and sets off on a journey to bring her back into his arms where she belongs.

Will Zack and Cassidy get their happily ever after, or will Cassidy’s inner demons keep her from getting the only thing she ever wanted in this world? To be loved.

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Releasing my hands, he pulls my dress over my head and runs his hands across my black bra and gives my breasts a quick squeeze. When he reaches my panties, he slides his hand inside and cups my pussy, sliding one, then a second finger inside of me. My eyes close momentarily while I absorb the exquisite feeling of him inside me. It’s been too long.

“That’s my vixen. Wet as fuck and just aching for me to make you scream. My fingers are the only ones that ever belong in your pussy, Cassidy.” Chuckling, he corrects himself, “Well, mine and yours. You know how much I love watching you finger yourself until you come.”

“Zack.” His name falls easily from my mouth as he continues to finger me. There’s no way anyone could ever make me feel as amazing as he does. He’s right—he’s the only one for me, the only one I could ever love. I know that more and more with every passing second we spend here, but I still have a secret to tell him.

One that will change everything.

As he slowly pulls his fingers out of me, he brings them to his mouth one by one, tasting each one slowly, savoring the taste of me on his tongue. It’s as if he’s enjoying his favorite dessert, the eroticism of the moment is heady.

Suddenly, he flips me around, holding both wrists in a single hand above my head with my face against the wall. His teeth bite down onto my shoulder but he soothes the pain with a swipe of his tongue and with the touch of his kiss against it.

“Perhaps I should punish you for running. What do you think? What should the punishment be for delayed sexual gratification?” Zack’s punishments are filled with pleasure and just the thought of it makes me want him even more. With my history, there’s no spanking, but the exquisite pleasure he brings me while he has me tied up is incredible.

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About the Author

I’m a wife, a mom, and a dog lover. I’m also a taxi, problem fixer, extreme multi-tasker, and my kids’ biggest fan in anything they do. I’m married to my high school sweetheart… how cool is that? Margaritas and sarcasm make me happy. Chocolate makes that happiness grow exponentially. People who make me laugh are my favorite kind of people. I believe Karma is a bitch who slaps back hard and mean people suck. I’m California born and raised, and I love the beach but hate the sand. And, of course, I believe Starbucks makes any day better. I’m the author of The Acceptance Series and Chasing Cassidy with more books soon to come.

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We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Cherise Sinclair’s SERVICING THE TARGET! SERVICING THE TARGET is a Masters of the Shadowland Novel. SERVICING THE TARGET is on sale for only $2.99 for the first week only so grab your copy today!!

Benjamin had grown up on New York streets, caring for his mother and sisters. He’d joined the U.S. Army to protect his country and moved into the Rangers to do an even better job. Anne might be the Dominant, but this soldier operated under his own priorities.

Zachary did the same.

“Should I sign you up for membership in the club?” he asked in a flanking maneuver.

“Sh*t.” Benjamin choked on his beer and coughed. “Ah, no. That’d be like pulling the trigger before aiming.”

“I see.” What he could also see wasthat Benjamin had, indeed, enjoyed the session and wanted more.

As the Domme, Anne had the next move. She’d apparently not made one.

These weren’t two people he’d have predicted to be a good match, but their scene on Saturday had held tremendous energy and chemistry. They’d been caught up in each other.

Normally a good thing. But…

Z regarded his glass, seeing the reflection of the lightning in the amber liquid. Although the scene in the Shadowlands had shown that Benjamin was sexually submissive, he didn’t possess a slave’s mentality, and it was doubtful the man could adapt to that lifestyle.

He doubted if Anne would even allow Ben to try.

“Spit it out, Z.”

Z looked up. “Mistress Anne is one of the finest Dominants I’ve ever met. She is also exceptionally reserved. Her slaves don’t live with her. Her control when she is with them is absolute. She picks her ‘boys’ carefully and they worship the ground she walks on. I’m not sure—”

“I’m not her type. I knew that.” Ben’s jaw was firm. “And you delivered your warning.”

“I’m not finished. If a submissive isn’t her slave, she might play with him in the club. Once or twice.”

“Right.”

“She’s also a sadist.”

“I do know that”—Ben held up his hand—“and I know she went lightly on me last week.”

ABOUT SERVICING THE TARGET: A Masters of the Shadowland Novel:

A discharged Army Ranger, Ben considers his job as a BDSM club security guard to be an excellent hobby. He’s never been tempted to join in. But everything changes when the notorious Mistress Anne inadvertently reveals the caring heart concealed beneath her Domme armor.

Now, he’s set his sights on the beautiful Shadowlands Mistress. Maybe he’d considered himself vanilla, but she can put her stiletto on his chest any day, any time. He’ll trust her delicate hands to hold his heart. And if she wants to whip his ass on the way to an outstanding climax, he’s just fine with that too.

Sure, he knows she likes “pretty boy” slaves. And he’s older. Craggy and rough. And six-five. Minor hindrances. The mission is a go.

ABOUT CHERISE SINCLAIR:

Having to wear glasses in elementary school can scar a person for life.

Dubbed a nerd at an early age, Cherise Sinclair has been trying to live up to the stereotype ever since. And what better way than being an author?

Known for writing deeply emotional stories, the USA Today Bestselling Author has penned sixteen erotic romance novels, most with a BDSM theme. (Please do not mention the phrase mommy porn in her presence.) Her awards range from a National Leather Award to a Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice nomination to a GoodReads BDSM group award for best author of the year.

Cherise lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband. Their two fledglings have left the nest recently to try their wings and hopefully will fly high and strong. The “ascendant erotica queen” (Rolling Stone Magazine) now spends her days writing with occasional supervision from a sadistic calico cat.

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From the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of Where Sea Meets Sky comes a new adult novel about a young woman who becomes a nanny in Capri and falls for her charges’ bad-boy brother.

When I’m traveling, I feel like the secret to my life, to myself, to really becoming, is one step ahead. It’s in the next destination, the next town I get lost in, the next stranger I talk to. It’s always next but never here . . .

After six months of backpacking and soul-searching across the world, Amber MacLean is flat broke. There are worse places for a twentysomething to be stuck than the Amalfi Coast, but the only way she can earn enough money for a plane ticket home to California is to teach English to two of the brattiest children she has ever met.

It doesn’t help that the children are under the care of their brooding older brother, ex-motorcycle racer Desiderio Larosa. Darkly handsome and oh-so-mysterious, the young master of the crumbling villa tests Amber’s patience and will at every turn—not to mention her hormones.

When her position turns into a full-time nanny gig, Amber grows dangerously closer to the enigmatic recluse. But can she give up the certainty of home for someone whose closely guarded heart feels a world apart from her own?

With her USA Today Bestselling The Artists Trilogy published by Grand Central Publishing, numerous foreign publication deals, and self-publishing success with her Experiment in Terror series, Vancouver-born Karina Halle is a true example of the term “Hybrid Author.” Though her books showcase her love of all things dark, sexy and edgy, she’s a closet romantic at heart and strives to give her characters a HEA…whenever possible.

Karina holds a screenwriting degree from Vancouver Film School and a Bachelor of Journalism from TRU. Her travel writing, music reviews/interviews and photography have appeared in publications such as Consequence of Sound, Mxdwn and GoNomad Travel Guides. She currently lives on an island on the coast of British Columbia where she’s preparing for the zombie apocalypse with her fiancé and rescue pup.

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All of Jared Sinclair’s wealth still can’t
ease the pain from his terrible childhood…or his guilt over a recent
tragedy. Unable to forgive himself, the billionaire property investor
buries his emotions, toughens his skin, and becomes a notorious
womanizer, refusing to commit his heart to a woman when he’s convinced
she wants only his wallet.

But ever since Jared arrived in
Amesport, Maine, he’s been intrigued by Mara Ross, the petite and sexy
shop owner who asks nothing of him. When Mara’s store is purchased
without her knowledge, she stands on the brink of losing her home, her
livelihood, and generations of family history. Then the irresistibly
persuasive Jared proposes a business deal to Mara…and soon draws her
into a steamy, sensual affair, convincing her that he’s anything but
cold. However, when a revelation shakes Mara’s fragile trust to the
core, Jared must finally confront the truth about his past.

In The Forbidden Billionaire, J.S. Scott brings the next chapter in her passionate Sinclairs series to life.

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Called an eccentric beast by the citizens of
Amesport, Maine, handsome, sensual billionaire Grady Sinclair stays
isolated in his mansion on a private peninsula. The arrangement suits
Grady just fine—until an unassuming woman rings his doorbell, awaking
his long dormant passion with her fearlessness. All he wants is to make
the fiery blonde his forever. But will he have to become the monster
everyone thinks he is to get his Christmas wish?

Emily Ashworth is
desperate. The Youth Center has been robbed of all its money, and as
the director, she has to find a way to give the town’s needy children
the Christmas they deserve. With nowhere else to turn, she ventures to
the mansion of a mysterious billionaire to ask for help. Warned to
expect a beast, Emily is shocked to find Grady Sinclair a handsome and very
sensual man. With steamy kisses under the mistletoe and seductive
whispers while hanging the wreath, Emily finds there’s more to Grady
than meets the eye. Is this misunderstood billionaire just a lonely soul
who needs the gift of love for Christmas?

This edition of The Billionaire’s Christmas, which was previously published in A Maine Christmas…Or Two: A Duet (The Billionaire’s Angel & A Mermaid Isle Christmas), includes editorial revisions.

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Dante Sinclair never cared about his family’s
money. All the ultra-sexy billionaire ever wanted was to be a cop; and
now that he’s a homicide detective in Los Angeles, he’s a damn good one.
But when he is injured and loses his partner in the line of duty, he
returns to his vacation home in Amesport, Maine, to recover. With a
mouth as dangerous as the streets he protects, Dante knows no one can
ever heal or tame him.

Sarah Baxter, a brilliant young doctor
still struggling with her stifled upbringing, has recently moved from
Chicago to sleepy Amesport to escape her past, hoping to find peace.
When Sarah is assigned to Dante’s case, there’s an instant heat between
them. They couldn’t possibly be more different, yet their intense
passion is impossible to ignore. As burning desires awaken within Sarah,
her haunted past returns, threatening her once again. Can Dante
overcome his grief and unravel the secrets Sarah is hiding in time to
protect and rescue her?

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The Billionaire’s Touch

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After a troubling childhood, wealthy Evan
Sinclair likes his life orderly and controlled. He rarely gives in to
spontaneous urges—until he begins a chance correspondence with a mystery
woman who sounds like his complete opposite. She intrigues and amuses
him, and the interest seems mutual…which is more than he can say for his
current obsession, Miranda Tyler, the tough-as-nails, sexy
schoolteacher who’s made it clear she’s not impressed—or interested.

Miranda
finally has it all: a good job, friends, and the security of living in
the quaint coastal town of Amesport, Maine. She even has an anonymous
pen pal—a man she’s never met yet has bonded with almost effortlessly.
The only thing unsettling her life is Evan Sinclair. The handsome
billionaire is arrogant, pompous, and far too used to getting his way.
Miranda tries her best to avoid him, until Evan’s steamy kiss turns her
world upside down.

Soon their red-hot desire is scorching the
sheets and has them both spinning out of control. But when secrets are
revealed, will their insatiable attraction keep them together or force
them apart? In J.S. Scott’s The Billionaire’s Touch, the eldest Sinclair just might have met his match.

About the Author

J.S. Scott is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of steamyromance. She’s an avid reader of all types of books and literature. Writing what she loves to read, J.S. Scott writes both contemporary steamy romance stories and paranormal romance erotics. They almost always feature an Alpha Male and have a happily ever after because she just can’t seem to write them any other way!

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*Although this is the fourth book in
the Lost Kings MC series, Wrath and Trinity’s story can be read first.

Trinity Hurst.That girl fucking owned me the minute I laid eyes on her. At twenty-one years old she already had a cold, calculating wall around her. The walls she built up around herself were designed to keep guys like me away. Underneath her tough girl exterior lay something sweet and vulnerable that I very much wanted to explore.

I had her first.

I fell in love with her.

Then we fucked everything up.

Wrath.

His name should have been lust. Pure, soul-shattering lust was the deadly sin I felt when I looked up—way up—into his ocean blue eyes. I should despise bikers. I should most definitely steer clear of this one, with his thick, muscled arms, and low sensual voice. My normally impeccable self-preservation instinct vanished the minute he walked in the door. Like everything else in my life, I fucked it up. And he’s never going to forgive me.

Old Habits Die Hard.

Wrath and Trinity met when the Lost Kings MC was on shaky ground. After three perfect nights together, Wrath knew she was it for him. But Trinty’s dark past was about to catch up to her and the Lost Kings MC was her only hope for protection. One misunderstanding led to a chain of mistakes that pushed them apart for years. When long-buried secrets are finally revealed, Wrath will stop at nothing to break their bad habits and make Trinity understand—she belongs to him.

Besides his job as enforcer for the Lost Kings MC, Wrath owns a gym. One of the ways he tries to reconcile with Trinity is by asking her to help him prepare for a fight. This is from one of the times they’re working together.

My attention is finally drawn to the papers Trinity has in her hands. “What’s that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I didn’t realize Jake was already… You asked me to put some stuff together… So never mind.”

She folds the papers in half before I snatch them out of her hands.

“Ow! Thanks for the paper cuts, asshat.”

Jake chuckles and grabs her hands to look them over. I can’t wait to get in the ring with him later and kick his ass while Trinity watches.

I’m impressed with what she printed out. I knew she’d be good at this. She’s got a week’s worth of circuit training exercises broken into different ones on each day. Each circuit includes a balance of strength and endurance exercises. I glare at Jake, and he takes the hint to get lost.

“You’ve done your homework,” I say, handing the papers back to Trin.

The corner of her mouth twitches down in disappointment. “You don’t think it’s any—”

“Is that what I said?” I hate snapping at her, but sometimes it’s the only way to get through her self-doubt.

“No.”

“Where’d you find some of these?”

“Are they too advanced for you?”

I tilt my head and stare at her. “Seriously?” She chuckles. “Good, then call me when you’re going to try the Front Lever. It looks sexy.” She spins away and heads back to the office.

About the Author

As an only child, Autumn kept herself entertained by making up all sorts of stories. For a long time, life and school dimmed her enthusiasm for creative writing. But as soon as she rediscovered her love of storytelling, she put her fingers to the keyboard and hasn’t looked back.Autumn lives in Upstate New York with her husband and their three rescue dogs. She is actively involved with several dog rescue groups and her local RWA chapter.